Regarding The Love of Your Life: Do you wait forever for perfection or settle for ‘good enough?’

Why thus longing, thus forever sighing
For the far-off, unattained, and dim,
While the beautiful all round thee lying
Offers up its low, perpetual hymn?

Poem from Harriet Winslow Sewall

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness.

Poem from John Keats